Sean Penn

It is a long and romantic road that brought me to this place. The album Sean Penn. It had been a tramp's road filled with all the rusted fruits of the vine. I had taken up the fight for the rainforest and grown a suitable beard. I had been powerless to film and to books and to statues made of marble. I readied myself to deliver music without apology but equal in love and in hate. I had believed in magic while it lasted and I had seen women as soft as their kind before man partitioned them. Where once the censored brain stole the full honours of my dream, on that road, I dreamt once more uncensored dreams.

Sean Penn was written that hot summer, when money had its boot on the throat of the world. The summer I stared at the moon, the summer I wrote these songs and lost my heart to the performance.

Irresponsible Requiem – It’s a tramps requiem.
El Yasuni – It’s not the car it’s the fuel.
The Act – It’s a cinematic liaison with a culpable woman.
French Cigarettes – It’s not about Madonna!
This Is My Apology – It is exactly what it sings.
There is love – It lives in every language, every soul, every tear and every smile all over this world.
Principles of Mayhem – It’s the parts of us that require beauty when the world has gone ugly.
Policy By Violent Means – It’s the equation for war.
Always Time To Dream – It’s the song I fall asleep to.

Track Listing

Sean Penn

Sean Penn oh kick it
Kick it Sean Penn
No fame or fortune will bow you to them
You’re beautifully flawed
Here you go fighting again
You’re a soldier of mankind
A soul to all men

When you stand up for something you stand there alone
And they burn down your past you cannot go home
To follow your own law
That’s a powerful thing
And you kneel before no god
And bow to no king

Sean Penn don’t give up
Don’t give up Sean Penn
No fame or fortune will bow you to them
You’re beautifully flawed
Fighting for something again
And your actions speak louder
Than the politics of men

When hospitals starve on the sanctions they feed
And children die for the oil and the greed
Little bellies growl
Savin’ life here’s a fight
There’s no mother left to hold em
And no sonata tonight

Sean Penn oh hit it
Hit it Sean Penn
All violent with passion you stand up for them
You smoke like an angel
The truths fallen again
The act of conviction
Is the art of the all men

But it’s not in the rumors the films or in fame
And it’s not in the booze that girl or your pain
But in the absence of justice
That the idols come true
And when you die I’ll find your grave and pour whiskey on you

Sean Penn Oh kick it
Kick it Sean Penn
Politics dictates
If we don’t oppose or condemn
You’re beautifully flawed
Getting down and dirty again
You got the love of the women
And the respect of the men

El Yasuni

Oh children
Sleep well till morning
The bulldozers will end your dreams before they’re dry
The man in the forest
Just breathing in the mountain
They feed him whiskey til he’s mad or else goes blind
Oh man of oil
Oh man of death
Ya wanna clear the planet till there’s just money and you left
Oh bed of man
I’ve seen you cry
And when we think we’re above nature
All gods will die
Tell me whose gonna save El Yasuni
Whose gonna save El Yasuni
When we think we’re above nature
All gods will die

Groomed and schooled
Here come the company men
They’ll buy your soul and not a damn thing you can do
Are you so loveless
Are you so childless
There’s just a generation of rainforest left cos of men like you
Beware their lies
Beware their woes
They’ll poison you and your water in expensive clothes
Fast food and cars
Boom and bust
We can’t live without nature
But nature can live without us
Oh last chance Yasuni
Whose gonna save Yasuni
We can’t live without nature
But nature can live without us

Money will destroy the earth
Money will destroy the earth

This country beautiful
The people poor
It’s the most bio diverse rainforest in the world
Oh man of disease
Touch untouched tribes
And the spirit of the forest will fight your god of gold
Spent earth raw material
Corporation invest
Politics money and power
You know the rest
Oh man of rape
Man of fate
You gotta stop your war on life before it’s too late
Oh last chance Yasuni
Oh last chance Yasuni
You gotta stop the war on life before it’s all too late

French Cigarettes

She teased her hair beneath the pale bathroom light
Smoked cigarettes from France
Her tongue shapes the words on her lips
She more naked than most
Stand in front of the mirror and danced

She spills wine on the factory floor
She writes lovers in her peculiar text
And she wears the hat that I left
She smells like the worse thing of rose
And I paint her with all of my sex

Cross table and in hallways
There’s no going home
Hold her mouth against you and you’ll never be alone
And she sings songs you’ll never forget
And she smokes French cigarettes

Her ideals are not with the man on the moon
Takes my hands to her body and cries
Throws cups and stamps in her boots
Oh man she’s everybody’s type
Women she said have no need fore lies

Her car looks like it needs a chicken or a broom
Her mouth so gorgeous make it open up make it moan
She’s like the dawn chorus gearing up for song

And she falls asleep without you knowing on your bed
And she dreams in a language you don’t talk
And you crave her before you know what it is
She undresses like a dancer in the dark
And you beat her till she can barely walk

This Is My Apology

I don’t want to be the man to tell you that you can’t go down to the forest
Cos it ain’t there no more
And I don’t want to be the one to tell you that you can’t fish in the river
Cos its empty now and poor

And I don’t want to be the man who brings the truth to our age
I want stare at the daytime moon and feel the love of every day
Empty now and poor

I don’t want to have to tell you little one that our bed is not safe here tonight
Because the peace has gone to war
I don’t want to have to tell you with all my heart what being free was like
You’ll just want it more

And I don’t want to be the man to bring the truth to our age
I want to remember writing her and her lips kissed soft against my page
Empty now and poor

I don’t want to be the man who counts all the animals we've lost
Makes me cry some more
I don’t want to be the one to stand beneath the light and tell it like it is
Been too much of that before

And I don’t want to be the man to bring the truth to our age
I feel the hunger of the dying light hold on to the life we crave
Empty now and poor

And I don’t want to tell you now that you cannot speak out loud
They don’t want it anymore
I don’t want to have to tell you now that economy comes before humanity
It’s the priority of law

And I don’t want to be the man to bring the truth to our age
I don’t want to talk about what we lost but what it is we still can save
Empty now and poor

There Is Love

I found myself a captain
He rode me to shore
The king of the world sharpened his pen
And stole my words for war
I escaped with my hunger
Little girls learning how to purr
And a beautiful woman laid me down
And fed me milk from her

Her dreams are cried with longing
When you’re stuck where you are
Now we’re singing songs of love and hate
In the heat of the Mardi-Gras
And Mumu’s got a new hat
He’s yarn bombing again
And I’m humbled before woman
And I’m humbled before those men

There is
There is
There is
There is love

I walked from the old world
And slipped my monkey ways
And the hand-me-downs of the human soul
Are the greatest gift today
And I see it in her paintings
When your moneys not enough
I read a love letter from a stray moon
Like every word was summoned from her love

Beneath the ground were dead men
When all of wars have gone
And they feed the food we’re eating
And they sing the saddest songs
So I took off across the desert
Find water for her womb
Her belly’s filled with baby
And she smells just like your love about to bloom

Policy By Violent Means

Woman will you sleep with me
And I’m cold my road is long
Justice is no friend of this man
I’ve stood besides strong men who can no longer stand
Those left alive said man you gotta go
Take it to the world they oughta know
You don’t want to feel what I see
I’m just passing through
No god with me

Woman this world is lost a while
Hold me any comfort here
And to fight the good fight is what we’re told
And the trenches of mankind on my soul
The table stale of food oh children call
The new wars are being sold as markets fall
Has mankind lost its humanity
I’m just passing through
No god with me

Policy by violent means
Everybody hold my hand
Are we resigned to the endless rage of man

Woman hang down your head
And I know why it is you cry
All our bombs don’t make man strong enough
She is responsible for all the world in love
And we see our damage now but we can’t stop
If you hate yourself enough you invent god
The righteous will save us from being free
I’m just passing through
No god with me